Just When I Thought I Was Out, My Kids Pull Me Back In

Each day, I roll out of bed in a pretty decent mood.

Sure, I may need a large amount of coffee to help me feel ready to face the world. And yes, sometimes I take on life in pajama pants and spend the morning wondering if I’ve brushed my teeth or not, but for the most part, I don’t let it get me down. I’m pretty happy and relaxed. I’m content.

And then?

Kids.

Then kids happen.